I know what your thinking, ‘Are there any barns that you don’t stop and take pictures of?’
And the answer is yes, tons of them. I only stop for the ones that speak to me. Like this one, it’s windows were it’s eyes.
I loved the way it almost looked as though the old barn was defiantly fighting off it’s new coverings.
And then it had rust… as you know that is a must.
Tell me this barn wasn’t just calling me to take a few glamour shots, such life, such history, such beauty.